Transformers OneShots - Volume 2 {Requests Closed}

✅Bayverse - Drift x (Human) Reader

OOC chatacters. Cheesy af. Also, pretend they have bipedal holoforms. And human holoforms.

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Everyone was in a near-breakdown mode from the stress. Crosshairs was outside shooting at quick-make targets. Drift was practicing with his swords against an imaginary opponent. Optimus was pacing back and forth, while Shane and Tessa were on the couch making out. In front of everyone.

Bumblebee was playing different songs on the radio to try and calm himself down. Hound was rambling on about old fights back on Cybertron. Cade was 'stress inventing,' as he called it. You actually gave him a screwdriver, hammer, some nails, a welder, some scrap metal, and some dead phones that you had found.

And you? You were silently reading.

Mass-displacement was also popular with the remaining Autobots- a feature that Ratchet(the Hatchet) had added so that they could still be Cybertronian but human sized-ish. They were still 7-8 feet tall, but at least they weren't six stories.

It was nearing nighttime, and the stress was helping no one. And you were just about to blow from how tense the air was. So you did, 'cause why not?

"That's it!" You yelled, getting everyone's attention. "Hound, get Crosshairs in here. I don't care if you have to knock him out and drag him by the goggles, but get him in here!"

You turned to everyone else in the church, who were all looking at you funy. You sighed. "I know we're at war here and are fighting, but the tension and stress won't do use any help not good. So-" You were cut off when Crosshairs came flying in through the doors.

"~Face plant~" said Bumblebee through the radio. Hound snickered.

"Ow, mate, what was tha' for?" Crosshairs complained, picking himself up and dusting off his trench coat, glaring at Hound.

"Ok!" You said gleefully. "Now everyone's here, mass-displacement. Now!" No one asked questions, thank the heavens.

"May I ask what we are doing, (Y/n)?" Optimus asked.

You pulled out a chair and put it in the middle of the room. "We are going to play some games."

Crosshairs scoffed at the idea. "Games? Lemme list some things wrong with this right now!" He complained. "One, aren't games meant for human sparklings? Two, we're at war here! And three, w-" Crosshairs was shut up by Drift who popped out his sword and pointed it at the lime green mech.

"Cage fight?" Asked Hound.

"Well, really it's up to you guys. I was thinking something along the lines of hide and seek, or tag." You stated, picking up a stone from the ground and dusting it off with your thumb. "Or we could tell stories."

"Hide and~go~seek!" Exclaimed Bumblebee. You looked at everyone else for approval.

"We have nothing to loose, so I say we should play it. It would help relieve some of the stress anyways," Optimus stated, glaring at Crosshairs still. Poor guy. What'd he do to tick a Prime off? Or more like THE Prime. Him being the only one around and all.

"Alright," Tessa and Shane agreed. Everyone looked over to Cade, who was now sleeping in a small pile of blankets.

"Do we need to go over the rules, or should we just start playing?" You asked, looking at each and everybot. Everyone shook their heads.